[Sholmes, somehow, decides to eye the many options and choose the most aesthetically pleasing. Apparently he's taking the costume part pretty seriously, going for a clown outfit completely unlike his usual clothes. It's a lot of green and stripes, making him look leaner than he is. On his face he paints a friendly smile, and turns to Miach]
It's been a while since I had to disguise myself for anything! Dyeing my hair does not count as a disguise.
[He seems pretty excited about the costuming. Looks like he's ready]
[The clown looks disappointed, but Miach is Trying more than not at all, so. Good enough.
She nods once they’re both ready, before opening a flap in the back of the tent. All the better to reach the big top without people seeing the performers too soon!]
You’re almost ready. Just remember - the real show is yet to come, and the ring master isn’t as forgiving as I am.
[She stops just outside of the largest tent, looking back at Miach and Herlock expectantly.]
[ Miach thinks that maybe it's a good thing she's got a lot of experience in being put through exercises that she absolutely despises doing. This is humiliating, sure, but considering how often she's been robbed of her dignity before, she can handle it fine.
The clown pulls open the tent, stepping aside to let them through. It's almost pitch black inside the tent - all they can see is who must be the ringmaster illuminated in spotlights, while everything else is obscured with shadows.]
Don't fuck it up. You might not like where you end up if you do.
[Which clearly isn't an ominous statement or anything!
Still, all they have left to do is step forward... surely they can find their way to the stage in the dark? Any hesitation will get the clown shoving at their backs, but once they pass the threshold the spotlights swivel, illuminating them. The lights are so bright you have to blink -
And when the light fades, you're standing in the campus courtyard.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
It's been a while since I had to disguise myself for anything! Dyeing my hair does not count as a disguise.
[He seems pretty excited about the costuming. Looks like he's ready]
no subject
She nods once they’re both ready, before opening a flap in the back of the tent. All the better to reach the big top without people seeing the performers too soon!]
You’re almost ready. Just remember - the real show is yet to come, and the ring master isn’t as forgiving as I am.
[She stops just outside of the largest tent, looking back at Miach and Herlock expectantly.]
no subject
She shrugs and turns to Sholmes. ]
Break a leg.
[ Let's go! ]
no subject
[Let's do what we can. Let's go!]
no subject
The clown pulls open the tent, stepping aside to let them through. It's almost pitch black inside the tent - all they can see is who must be the ringmaster illuminated in spotlights, while everything else is obscured with shadows.]
Don't fuck it up. You might not like where you end up if you do.
[Which clearly isn't an ominous statement or anything!
Still, all they have left to do is step forward... surely they can find their way to the stage in the dark? Any hesitation will get the clown shoving at their backs, but once they pass the threshold the spotlights swivel, illuminating them. The lights are so bright you have to blink -
And when the light fades, you're standing in the campus courtyard.
Still dressed like a clown.]